parker lewis learned to lose

i guess when you looked at me that way, at my lips and not my eyes, i expected a little more than a kiss off. you have a better pokerface than i thought. you hold all the cards and ive got an empty hand, and in the end you tear them up and make your way out the door.

its funny, in a masochistic kind of way, that youd lead me on by the collar of my shirt then push me into a ditch, only to find yourself skin to skin with me the same night. somehow it still feels like theres a sheet between us; i can see your silhouette but i cant make out the look in your eyes. “no strings attached,” but ive been entangled in a web of them.

in the end it doesnt matter. i fell for someone who wouldnt give me their name.

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